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andy fardell Feb 2014
My mask of a thousand years shows no emotion
For this world
For each grain of its being
Holds a story for our future
Each line, crease and fold bares heavy
In my heart

And the world continues its turn
What horrors have I unleashed
7 billion souls
Hungry
Wanting
Crying for a better hope

And still they prey
It is this waste that enrages me into action
I gave them life and all they do is
Fight it
Steal it
Shame it
All to anger me
Rage me into the monster I so rarely wish  

The time has come for the mask to fall
This place needs me
My world is broken
And I am ashamed
Look at me and worry
For the future is here and
The story is written
andy fardell Jun 2024
The dawn of another sparkle shines
Yet as my eyes stir I can barely see through the haze of a sleepless night
Are the birds singing of happiness
Or is that just my wish upon this world

Can one feel this lonely with so many friends around them
Should they see my smile all cracked and torn
No not ever
It's my mask I bore
And
It feels so heavy
Has Scrooge's friend been busy
I don't know nor care
Just pass me another sip
So I can forget the minutes past

Pulsing through my skin
Filling all those holes
The smile is here again
This mask my only friend
It's back
And so am I

So do not put away tomorrow
Live it like the last
A mask can slip to sorrow
And fade away to past

Do not hide from the clouds
Let the wind blow as it should
Don't become the stranger
Fallen and heavy
I see your mask
andy fardell Apr 2015
Into the laying sun I walked
Long strides of freedom
Echoed inside me
And from these squinting eyes
I could smell spring
Taste the fresh
Feel the new

The sound of a song thrush nearby
Welcomed me
For I was now free
Free to walk
Free to run
Free to roam the earth
My destiny be my master

Forty and the more it had taken
Tears of terror in my past
Fears of failure did all surround me
Now all be forgotten
See my strides are very long
And my lovely awaits
Tis love
andy fardell Nov 2012
In the old pub
That a change in style had not replaced
Sat a couple
In drinking pints no shame
Dressed up to the nines like somewhere to go
This their local,This their show

Old music played some song from then
A smile cracked ,his toes began
She looked at him with fonded eyes
Proud to be sat on his side

His flattened cap began to quiver
as broken hands came out a shiver
Many times had come and gone
Yet here they were and this their song

His rise of proud'ness won her heart
In a flutter time to start
Dancing shoes all for the ready
Whisked away a shimmer Freddie

Year's no age this time was their's
Dancing laughing life's weekend beer  
Many more for them to come
Down the Old dog and Partridge... done !!!
andy fardell Oct 2014
One hundred years ago
A war did do its deed
All failed by politicians
All failed by all their greed

The cost of all this war not peace
A families life and grief
To live together all as one
Be sacrifice to greed  

Thirty seven million
Died in vain
For what we live today
More wars than ever see my eyes
More anger in each day

The field of poppies failed by us
Our shame in what we do
One day we'll wish a different way
I hope that wish
Comes true
andy fardell Jul 2012
The old men sat at their stools hunched over
through grooves of time
Jars of beer drunk and some to be had
not knowing this thirst could be just their last
Quiet chatter of a talken past through
a fog of noises removed of facts

This was their future from a bleaken haze
a past so forgotten in a drunken place
families back home awaiten the call
return to méh₂tēr not seen the forgotten sons

Sadness missed in a home where children had played  
too the drinking hole lure a life gone astray
the old men still sat to a glow painted over
that was never in place to a beer flowing lover
all lost in all grace through tobacco end hands
feeding the beard stained in years gone in romance

No memories left on the stone face of death
as the flowers did fail to fall gone in a breath
a quite hymn sung from the mourners that come
yet scatter all quickly once dust is in done
they know where to go drink beer and say Joe
the old man...god lay him to rest
andy fardell Feb 2014
I do not bark
But have a bite
I do no harm
Unless we fight
Yet I be the only dog of the sea thats
Unloved

I'm gentle and social
I travel
I follow
A scent is a dinner
Eating out

Be I misunderstood
Be I fair
I'm hungry
I feast
your ........
Fait accompli
andy fardell Nov 2011
we knew it was there
that smile that love
of the air
she hid it all from view
but we all knew ..time would do

a smile so far away
a talent wasted...day after day
but a fight was there we see .
a smile carried
for love set her free

as time took its toll
the fight fought through hell
thus lovers swelled
but we know there is time
for futures fortune
and love so yet untold

as flowers come into bloom
she would follow
predicted va ...voom
so hold ya breath once more
as new beginings come through your door
andy fardell Jun 2011
The open window

The open window showed no life inside yet a shadow fell
stooped over a desk the lonely man wallowed in the paperwork ..
that bestowed him for many years yet why have this honour
an honour of chains that gave many links to the time served
he looked as he always did into the outside world from once he did live
a life so far away ..a family lost in the grind of the day that was his dream
now faded away

The open window showed a life that never lived ..a chance once missed
a dream one wish.. yet paperwork came with money.. yet no fame..
eyes looked out yet no light shone ..all gleam gone a future done
the man shook his head as he remembered good time remembered the best
stooped over his desk as ink dried pushing his pen
a picture nearby that nearly brought a smile as he reached to touch
a ring that shatterd the silence in him another call another meeting
The open window closed as the cold wind washed inside .they say
fortune favours the brave
andy fardell May 2012
I'll see you on the other side
I'll meet you there OK
Just take the time to make it there
Safe as you could be...

See the other side means lots to lots
and nothing to someone
But me and you will come again
be joined to be as one

So I'll see you on the other side
a wonder waits for me
I'll see you on the other side
let all my dreams see's thee

Our time will come just you to me
the other side is calling.. let you be  
There is no back to look upon
No looking out for your return
from once you come and now you go
The future stays leaving....life a history chase
andy fardell Mar 2012
I so need some peace
I need whole release
so listen to my heart
see my life falling....fall apart

Save me from this fall
my world is spinning ...world all turn
I so need some want
some love
some heart

watch me slip away
watch my day turn
the other way
andy fardell Sep 2014
The sun made its lowly appearance
A vague attempt at light
On another dull day
The blow of the wind caught my breath
Chilled my skin and led my mood
I pondered

My mirror that never lies
Caught me weeping  
A reflection of my life  
For I was wounded
These failings cut deep
Painful
Sad
Lonely  

Mesmerized I stared
Waited for the passing
Waited for the normality of life
My cloth sodden arms wipes the look
The mirror faded  
So comes the return
Of
Just another day
andy fardell Apr 2014
Bent he stood waiting... watching
Looking for the breath that would be her last
Death had his smile ready
For he knew it would be soon

Slowly, quietly she faded  
Family and friends looked away
As they paid their final respects
Peace at last for the pain was over

So in he reached for her soul and its wings
It was his turn now
His role to lead the once frail hand  
To the place of her chosen path

His smile brought her smile
His role was much liked as he remembered
His first time so so long ago
His first journey be they heavens
Be his hell
andy fardell Sep 2013
My inner peace draws a breath from the flowers
Stained in tears
There they lay cold wet and lonely marking a time
A wish that hurt all love
No one deserve
No time again
Only sorrowed brow
As I bowed my head

The weeks passed and the winds came
Time did not heal the open
Life for someone else remained in my thoughts
Memories of my home came into view
Remembering the blurred colours of my past
From the passing of my loved ones
Still the flowers marked
The place

A year passed through the seasons
Time stood still in someones house
A room now dusty
A car not moved
Clothing still scented of the past
And there I stood
Lonely
The flowers fresh
The colours of beauty amongst the
Sadness of the day
A mark now etched
As I bowed my head
andy fardell Mar 2013
The place of the lost souls brought no resemblance to the reality that surrounded them
In their world the end only came as the bell of time sounded its echo's through clouded thought's
As I entered their domain the faded memories flooded to my senses,times from the past brought a sadness to my glow.
I was once part of this scene
I was once into the show
A place for the ended ... one place left to go

The bar fitted like a glove that never left ,a stool made for worship.this place where I rest
And so I looked around
Familiar faces older and darker and closer to the place we all fail to want ,bearded features followed where once clean cut chins held aloft .
Mumbles from silence only showed in the crowd as the deserted wanted nothing, nothing but silence.  
My place was once this home,these bodies once my friends.I know now that their spell did once near lead me
Lead me well to the end.
The tree had its markers, a shudder in me showed.The place was un special, no more about those hours be heard.
And like an old friend the nectar returned,my glass tasted heaven as the buzz into orbit entered my veins,the rush of that feeling gave me the power.Power to rule my enemies,power to fight the fight .Oh sweet sweet nectar how missed could you be as golden as honey as sweet as a peach.
My hook was inserted the fogginess faded and the trap lay before me as my thirst for the power returned.
Was then I knew like I always knew that I was lost, I was soulless, I was one of them and that my end had been written,written to end
andy fardell Feb 2013
My eyes see
Yet the don't understand

They think I'm a freak
Freak of the land

They gaze at me wanting
My need for success

They think I'm a madman
I know I'm the blessed

They dont get my picture
The skill I do waste

A madness inside me
A waste of this space

One day they'll remember
The drink we once had

The drink with that poet
No handed they grasp
andy fardell Nov 2013
The house felt so quiet with only the hum from the fan
Cooling my only contact with the outside world
Only I could hear the pattering from the spiders run
From their frenzied night time feast
My spine felt a shiver
The glow had faded from the fire and my palms sweated
At the thought of my insanity  
Yet here I must write
Write
To keep the demons at my door
Write
To stop them crawling into me
Write
To stop the feel as they whisper into my silence
I close my mouth and scream

So here I write soliloquies
Here I write my soul
It's here I write my madness
The writing on the wall
A poet writes of nothingness
No meaning
Break the rule
The madness from the shadows speak
All quiet breaks

Poor the soul

The golden hour wakes me, I'd fallen yet again
All bottles have been broken
Empty for the drain
I wallow in my pity,the gallon drum awaits
Drinking for my future
Drinking for my wake
A poet so I be
Famously broken
Fabulous me

The house felt so peaceful as my normality returned
The writing left in front of me all ready for the burn
I seek another moments grace
Please madness come
Return
My writing comes that different here
An era that I spurn
Now poets will remember this in writing that they feel
A time for loosing all inside
A craving feeds the feel
It's hard to speak when no one knows how crazy that you are
It's poets talk we really crave
The
Writing on the wall
andy fardell Jan 2020
We met upon a crispy sky
All blue amongst the grey
Another day in paradise
Tis just our simple way
It could have been my writing
We knew it was his art
The chat amongst the coffee
The coming of our start

Such painted works
A gasp of breath all locked away from view
It kept the folk from knocking there
His peace an artists pew

Now some of you may know this chair
But I've seen what it means
Its stains of life all laid on view
Comes safely watched
You know!
The penguins stare.

Its in my grasp ,its in his too
All bubble wrapped each day
The me
Our lives
A new day dawned
Its just some crazy play

Yet
I wish I had a pound or pence just hanging round to paint
But then I'd be an artist too and not the artists mate
So off I must its 4 am
A poets work tis done
andy fardell Jul 2015
For six months the westerly wind did blow
Almost every light
Raging seashells drowning my thoughts
Cool shivers formed
For not a single soul had yet to covet my grave

The summer I so wanted was hiding
Waiting for my fail
Puddles of liquid formed at my feet
Wanting fulfillment
Yet my eyes staid dry

More and more darkness rolled in over the hills
To just another day
My glaze suddenly changed
A grip loosened
Thunder came
This whole was falling
No light
No will
No want
The prisoner inside my head fell silent
andy fardell Jun 2012
You know just from the sound that rain has come your way
a freshness in the air a greyness in the day
it rained on jubilee like never rained all year
a wash down in our street fair
a dampness in the air

I like a bit of rain please say all of in the night
but in the day of celebrate a deluge was our sight
the spirit of the nation took over from the pour
to wish our queen a longer reign and thank her from our hearts

They stood all day and waved away and smiled from ear to ear
they are our family said and all our royals through the years
To stand with honour in anthem sung I waved our nations flag
a proudness in the nation back our wondrous union jacks
  
we saw her dance and clap in thanks for many hard at work
to celebrate her 60 years.... a life all in life ..one job
a million lined the banks to see a thousand boats in line
this was a day to celebrate our nations joy and pride
andy fardell Jan 2013
As my nightmare finished
My mind began its wake
What was that dream inside my head
If only it was fake

I'd woken with a panic
His rage left me for dead
The colour of his face still shines
The mist was crimson red

It's crazy ..
See .....

I'm all tucked up in bed
But rage upon this face of his
has left me out of breath

Such pain before my mindful eyes
Why was this thought in here
This madness from my sleepless wake
Left me a troubled fear

Still two days on and still I feel
That look that scared me out
Those eyes still shone of red
Up here
His anger not in doubt

The trouble from this raging soul
Was playing me
My head  
My inner peace still broken here
I need some kindness fed

I dare not sleep
It's 5 am
I'm scared to close my eyes
The anger and the rage from
Him
Has left me terrified

What do I do
Please help me out
I need some inner calm
The raging man inside of here
Is showing all his charm
andy fardell Jan 1
So the music crackled
I'd had a start
No words to follow
No beat to heart

I didn't know it
A tune elsewhere
A party started
Crowded cheer

They sat around
And glowed their phones
Whilst I was raving
There's a party in my head

There's a party in my head
Dancing with the dead
There's a party in my head
Dancing with the dead

All I wanted was to hold
Wrap my fingers
Feel your close
Sway with me

There's a party in my head
andy fardell Aug 2012
The day rolls over as the winds blow in
sullen in the sky from a grey dark moon
darkness in the air yet still in the eve
moon is my enemy this fullness maddened dream

This dredge to awaken another blackened morn
yellow in my sunshine din dry these tears nor gorn  
This life brings another day bore out the grin
forgotten pleasures given in to sin  

A sigh from a future that mentored the past
into the middle as cold from the glass
drink to the bottom forget all the gloom
Dark moon is still waiting my madness consume

My face in the picture you don't understand
the darkness of madness hidden command
smile to the flash that reddens these eyes
out comes the devil you've seen his disguise

Relish the day when the moon hides its shadow
break out the party and dance to the fiddle
sing to the stars that bless you a twinkle
open your arms to the world
be the riddle
andy fardell Feb 2014
He hid in the shadows of his life
For the world hurt him and all that he wanted
A mind shattered into the shards of hurt that burned
His skin at the merest thought

The blue swan laid low
Like a sunset hidden in the midday sun
Or a full moon ready in the depths of the darkest hollow
His time would come
The blossom would break and his beating wings would soon rise
For he was the blue swan
His pen ready yet she was hidden in the clouds of his uncleared mind  
A mate for his remainder  
Their love
His way

Swan so blue please wake from your bitter
Shine like the kindred spirit you had before the storm
Swan of the day
Love of the night
Your future is waiting
So bright is your fire  
The day has come for the blue swan to fly
So beat like the earth on the run
Rise to the mountains
Shout to the sky
Fly  
Blue
Fly ..
andy fardell Feb 2011
the roadside ghosts are there to see
crosses bear lifes misery
yet we trundle flying by
wishing.... hoping ...its not our time

I see their faces and feel the pain.. the ghosts standing waiting shame
the fog that shows them in the light only coming out when night
why can me and only me see the ghostly shapes that be
the roadside ghosts i fear them most
feel the creeping
shivers me whole
andy fardell Sep 2014
The scent of summer fell sweetly on these lips
From the soft breeze that followed
I knew you had come

To find me so wanting
To taste you so well
These senses are screaming
The rising
Our quell

I'm here
All but waiting
So come take my hand
Let's make it our future
Our love
Understand

Then I lost you
To the sea of old tides
All washed on the beaches
An emptiness cries

So I looked
For the scent of your summer
Oh.. the scent of your summer
andy fardell Jan 10
I could feel the winter creeping in through the windows
A white hue hung in the air
Fingers of ice ready to embroil me in it's pleasure
Yet I was warm and made of toasty
Yes
These are the good days

My roof was sound as the wind announced its arrival
I smiled a whistle
Singing the only creak to be heard as I opened a full cupboard
I was ready to devour
Yes  
These are the good days

Time does now tick as my age turns to grey
A smile of great memories
Crying sadness of old loss
My role to remember
A job to create such
I look down through the blur
These old hands all now wrinkled
The good days all gone
andy fardell Jun 2012
The dreamy sea washed ashore bringing
little bubbles of life to its end
Children splashed and jumped as wave after wave fell in
Bucket and ***** at the ready as castles from the sky
formed from minds in youth and fairy tales
Cream at the ready as grandads cap retreats  
crisped from the comfort of his strippy deckchair he waits  
Mothers blankets blown from the wind held down by
a shoe to be lost and a stone found yet not cast

These were the days we remember
These are the days we forget
These are the days to be treasured
A fine sad old memory from a past we most had    

Ice cream sounds calling at fathers request
Is grandma still yawning from bingo's night fest
a donut for mother all sugared and warm
don't forget Charlie as woof is all heard
A match game of cricket from children about
or footy at lunchtime sweet sand in your mouth


These were the days we remember
These are the days we forget
These are the days to be treasured
A fine sad old memory from a past we most had  

Asleep from the sun and a sneaky quick pint
as dad tries to doze be free to unwind
A call for 3 strikes as rounders is found
hear grandad all snoring more cream to be crowned  
Tis time for a dip to twinkle your toes
to jump back a mile oh blimey its cold

These are the memories all children should have
a time when no phones when a time wasn't planned
No little computers to spoil the day
just fun and great memories of children at play
A time when your family all joined in the fun
a shame we have lost this to greed and the sun
andy fardell Mar 2012
The second sun glowed deep into the night as my path lay open
only the few could see the sorrow in my eyes as the light faded
yet the glow grew wider as my heart cried out
I was the wrong side of the road

My madness enriched from the fullness of tide
yet quelled from a loved one my love of my life
times like these are so special and rare
to face the end no worries gone fear

I stepped over the line to come back to this time
a happier person a whole brand new life
me is back me again until the glow shows
a sign from the second sun I fear my heart woes
andy fardell Sep 2012
My eyes warmed to the sight of the second sun
These wrinkles of life formed shadows on my brow
To beams of life heating and turning my very skin

This was the new way
The new life
The new stage

We bow to your love as heat becomes warmth
Night becomes day and day becomes all
No time to gaze to a timeless wall
  
This was the new way
The new life
The new stage

Our second sun now in in our world in our life in our souls
Pray your thoughts to the the new way
The have say
The second law
I muse to your thoughts
andy fardell Feb 2011
They creep and follow where none do go
the shadows hunt the light no show
I felt them want to take my depth reachin ..wanting darkness letch
pray that light does shine on through ..the shadows follow wanting you

Feel ther coldness and so cold ..darkness has its brand new hold
wrapping slowly round it goes ..taking light and turnin old
wrinkles soon do so appear..aging you and breathing fear
leave the light on so I say and shadows oh just go away
andy fardell Dec 2012
They creep and follow
Where none do go
The shadows hunt
The light no show

I felt them want to
take my depth
Reaching wanting darkness
Letch

Pray that light does shine on
through
The shadows follow
Wanting you

Feel their coldness
And be cold ..
Darkness has its brand new
Hold

Wrapping slowly round you go
Taking light and turning old
Wrinkles soon do so appear.
Aging you and breathing fear

Leave the light on
Do be scared
Shadows watching
Waiting near
andy fardell Sep 2016
The wailing ghosts  
Laughed at my sadness
Humorous in their intention to weaken me the more
I stayed awake in the earthen hour
Battling the clegg of thy cometh
To tell thee ones tale
  
Wash
They fly through me
Scream me awake
Stolen my wishes
Gone be my dreams  

So becomes the chatter in my head
Weak to the mind
I follow in stumble
Leave all
Comes behind  

It's now I must face them
The slugs chase in I
White trail
Their misfortune
My desolate mind  

The madness is in me
The ghosts have all won
I'm falling to pieces
My heart hears the gun

Bang!
andy fardell Jan 2016
My wrinkled finger felt weak
Betrayed and lonely
No more movement
No more tomorow

The last tear fell into tracks
Where many had come before
This one felt different
No one was going to stop the fall
No hand
Smile
Or fake promises
The sea parted and the waves spoke
Let me scream

I dived into a silence
Quiet
Lonely
So very cold
And this will be my home
Til the mermaid returns singing
Her spell
andy fardell Jun 2012
I changed my life to have a life
yet life is live ...My only friend
My only hope is to see this through
To have no pain to beat the blue

No tears of sadness
No tears of grief
My sounds of madness in so deep
Sights and sounds so fill my swell
My lonely being my living hell

My mind is cursed from all the bad
I lived some life that few could have
now haunt it will inside my soul
my inner wisdom gone in cold

No sleep in peace for inner wins
my mind in turmoil talk all end
eyelids opened glazed all red
a sign of madness inner med's

a shake a fear of looks in down
this shame in live a life now hound
the wolfs can stay to keep me warm
its cold down here ...I fear the storm
andy fardell May 1
They blank me like an intense pain
You can see their futile look 👀
Oh they will suffer
Watch the table shake

If only I cared
Watch them crumble
As my eyes laughed
And my mind giggled

You met the devil
I kept all calm
Ti's time for you to worry
My fury flames in your sleep

Welcome to my wink
andy fardell Oct 2012
Thin whispery clouds formed around the distant hills
as I looked out into the vastness
Moonlight reflected from the dew as the dawn did open
Little fairy's danced before my eyes seeing life be born
And the sky did open

Light became light to the roar of sunlight warming the earth
Shadows formed to hold the darkness of night just a little longer
I stretched to the start of a new days dawning
Feeling my skin warm to the glow of the fire started in the sky
Life was waking ..I was alive

Cool breath from the night still filled my lungs as I exhaled the dark
to breath in the day
The sweet sweet taste of morning felt so good so fresh so alive
This was the taste of Earth
This was the taste of living
andy fardell May 2011
The times that are a changing
change right in front of me
time to climb the olive tree ..time to set me free
times they are a changing..time to turn the key

age the soul but leave my mind
keep me young and fill my eyes
show me beauty show me love
live a life as i could

times they are a changing
changing life in time
time to live the life of good ..time to crack the mould
times they are for changing ..live your life be free
andy fardell May 2024
The dullest of sounds in life
Piercing my mind
Drowning my sleep
Rain be it on cleansing me inside
The clouds look grey

It's summer in my heart yet here I am shivering
Watching lanes stream across these blurry eyes
***** skies sharing their tears
Quenching an ever thirsting land
Puddles waiting
The birds know

They sing a triumph of green
As I await the glow
Oh sun I need your summer
Shine your beauty
Awaken my smile from
The tortured poets department
andy fardell Jan 2012
The sky on fire burned as fields lit to the night
sparked memories of another life so far away so lost in time
my youth so old yet my soul so young
wasted to the misery of a long forgotten train

a happy train with family and children
a holiday romance
now a lost empty yard where rust and weeds fill an ever lonely heart
such memories now ghosts of the past
yet pictures still here to remember
what once we all so had

i so wish that train would come ...again
take me to a a place where life was real and fun
fields on fire as holidays begun
memories of freedom a holiday and once i was young
andy fardell Feb 2011
Our freinds are that our family we love to have them stay
for food and entertainment its always meant that way
for laughs and lots of golfing and tons oh tons of chat
is great to see them yet again for loads of this and that

Our freinds that are our family are great to be around
making fires and washing pots thats what its all about
we hope so sure we'll see them soon in warmer climates bound
in sunny parts of Malaga a welcome home is found
andy fardell May 2013
The voice of sweet silence spoke volumes
To a generation of the lost
At last I was here
Bad times in a past
Now faded to a whisper
As the audience await my true
Belonging

The soft roar from the quiet
Let my lips burn
Words formed in my mind to a quiet
Shout
Yet nothing prepared them for my onslaught
No one thought my devilish grin
As waves of warmth stole
Their voices
Be mused hypnotist spin

For now they be mine
Disciples for the broken mind
Ready for the world to hold
Preach my prose
Express my will
Spread the word
My verse is here
The world is ready and my work has
Only just begun
andy fardell Nov 2013
The dark days come early
My eyes tighten to the fade
From the shine that beckons
Me to temptation
I wait
And wait

She looks
I wish
I wait

My needs wanted
Her faded eyes knew no glint
Of the future waiting
Then she smiled
The heaven and the earth lay before me
Was this my future
Did she just look

I wanted everything
I wanted love
Just look at me my lover
Please say you love me too
I've waited for the ever
Waited just for you

She walked away
And still I stood
I'd waited for my future
I'd waited for our love
This chance to change our future
Gone
Misunderstood
andy fardell Mar 2017
The world was different back then
And so was I
Wanted words to be spoken
Screamed from a silence
Some crafted in smiles
Many fallen from tears

I've waited with burning hands
And desire
Hidden my thought's
Washed out all my dreams
Knowing this not well
One more look in the mirror

They look tired
Sad
Yet knowingly calm
For there is beauty in this time
Waiting to be found
Waiting to be loved
andy fardell Feb 2012
Hearts beat another day
as life begins another thrown away
Times in wait another state
yet we all do follow the path
till end of days

Shame on life as time stands on time
to have wasted such a gift a wasted shift
mournful looks from the followed
as a sigh within goes unspoken
hear the din

Need the new to awake our eyes
as nature turns another tide
yet never seen within these ways
wall of steel stand blinded looks
a feel ....a lost lost touch  

no matter which the room the wait begins
it all becomes a wasted end
a name to carry in from the past
a voice hidden a record blast
a look from a face broken looked back
andy fardell Jan 2014
The wakening bore its fruits
Aches inside me still beating at these bones
Yet the bottle stays dry and my thirst
Becomes me

Why me
Surrounded in these walls
Why shout at my scream inside
A bloodied lip my only quench
Sends a shiver

There is no future when the world
Is painted black
There is no peace I fear
Only pain
Only sorrow
I breath
andy fardell Jul 2012
In this mind is a place I hide
Is a place I've been
and a place I've seen

My room of white ..
not a pretty sight
but it keeps me warm
safe from harm

My room of white
not seen out light
just a blackened hole
just my empty soul
  
You know the place
its fate we haste
when we close our eyes
memories ....lies
andy fardell Jan 2013
I could feel it coming for me
It's sound was whipped in time
The trees did give me warning
Crying out they cried

I ...can hear it calling ....out my name!!!!!!
I... can hear it calling ....out my name!!!!!!

Can you hear it calling me...
Can you hear it calling me...
Can you hear it calling me ......

The sound was getting louder
The noise became a din
My prickles on my skin did rise
My ears began to sing

Can you hear it calling out my name !!!!!
Can you hear it calling out my name !!!!!

My life was all but ended
Unless I found a way
The sounds they were a calling
Death was on its way

I ...can hear it calling ....out my name!!!!!!
I... can hear it calling ....out my name!!!!!!

Help me into silence
Hide me from the roar
Suffer me not this time
Death stay out my door

Can you hear it calling
can you hear the call

The monster from the sound that frights  
Is knocking on my door
He's coming after me tonight
I'm ready for the fight
andy fardell Jun 2015
A fiery sky on a day not started,where life ,death and promises are Destined to become history.
Shadows unformed from a promise to hide
See's my reflected smile from the clouded window
And only then do I see the dirt and grime of my inner existence
It is a comfort blanket that has kept me warm
Hid me
Protected me
Smothered me
Till all is bared
From the window I see
andy fardell May 2014
Sometimes I just lay here
Wondering for the why
Birds in chorus shout me
Cuckoo's songs the sky
Yet still I lay here
Aging for the day
Aching for a future
Thinking what the heh!!

Tis a wonderful life
Tis a wonderful way
Each day I live forever
Forever be my way

So I close my eyes
Just breath I'm still alive
Let dawning damp revive me
A day
Another why
And I wonder
The wonder of the why
Let dreams go fill my thinking
let dreams go fill my sky

Tis a wonderful life
Tis a wonderful way
Each day I live forever
Forever be my way

The dice is rolling for me
A six is all I need
Yet here I have me thinking
The cube is one to five
The cube is one to five....

And I wonder
Wonder for the why
Will life get better for me
Let dreams go fill my sky
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